You think you know what you want today, but the circumstances keep changing. Just as you become comfortable with one perspective, everything shifts and you need to readjust your expectations. Your willingness to be flexible could prevent a serious headache. Pay constant attention to the interpersonal dynamics and respond with your heart, not your head. Too much thinking now can get in the way of your best interests.Too much THINKING? ME??? I doubt it. But I did reach a conclusion last night and I am gonna go with it, just not yet- gonna give it some marination time before it goes in the compost pile. But in all projects, they reach a point of no return and I have. Just know this one isn't gonna ever go anywhere so better get on with things that don't continue down this dead end.
Over on Terry Grant's blog, And Sew It Goes, she talks about taking on a word of the year, rather than making resolutions. I like this idea and will adopt it for myself. I have been rolling this around in my head and keep going back to IMAGINE, as in 'imagination' and 'visualization'. Need to make a totem to hang on my door handle to touch every time I walk into and out of the studio. I've kept away from this sort of thing because I am SO tired of the collage-y 'dream', 'love', 'laugh' thing
(ugh)
I don't want this to be a cupcake-thought, full of sugar, no substance.
imagine |iˈmajən|
verb [ with obj. ]1 form a mental image or concept of: imagine a road trip from Philadelphia toChicago | [ with clause ] : I couldn't imagine what she expected to tell them.• (often as adj. imagined) believe something to exist or be so: they suffered from ill health, real or imagined, throughout their lives.2 [ with clause ] suppose or assume: after Ned died, everyone imagined that Mabel would move away.• [ as exclamation ] just suppose: imagine! to outwit Heydrich!
It's taken me a week to get there but I'm on my way. I'm IMAGINING the fabric hanging on the floor handle already, just have to make it later this afternoon.
Right now I'm watching 'Black Robe' about the Jesuit missionaries in Canada in the 1600's converting the Huron Indians. Should be over soon. A bit too realistic with all the trekking through the north woods in the snow. been there, done that in the 1950's when we had better equipment and was miserable! Always cold, always wet. These folks trek along in long skins meeting killer tribes along the way, then portaging their leaky canoes and half dead party members miles and miles.
But moving up to the 19th century now:
Last night TY and I saw the new Sherlock Holmes movie and I didn't like it as much as the first, though Robert Downey Jr. is quite terrific again. It was just that this one was so overtaken with special effects and massive fights that it became hard to follow. His 'urban camouflage' invention I do have to say was worth the price of admission. Also the bulldog, Watson's pet, who should get the doggie academy nod for his stellar job of acting. And that's my movie review for the month.
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I will be humming John Lennon's "Imagine" all day now, I suppose. I have had much worse songs stuck in my head. Good word. It may have to be my backup word for the year. I sometimes fear my imagination has grown, like my joints, stiff and inflexible. Needs a little exercise.
My favorite current movie is Hugo. So beautiful.
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